Chapter 384

Sparks and fragments sprayed everywhere.

YinZhi felt the power coming from the spear was astonishingly great.

Mashu's shield now slammed heavily into This World's Evil's side waist, breaking his potential follow‑up force, causing his posture to tilt again.

That's the brief imbalance!

Chang Ye Yue's eyes flashed crimson light, and her left hand, which had been loosely clenched, tightened suddenly!

"Kakara—!!"

Below the elbow joint of This World's Evil's right arm, an instantly materialized eerie crimson solid ice completely froze him!

Along with the three Command Spells on the back of his hand, they all froze within the crystal‑clear yet chilling red ice!

The freezing speed was so rapid that he couldn't even react further.

"Ugh!"

This World's Evil let out a painful roar, this time truly a sound of suffering.

The freezing not only cut off his direct link to the Command Spell, but that extreme deep cold kept corroding the connection between him and Weigong Qiesi's bodily fusion.

"Success!" Tengwan Lixiang rejoiced.

But her joy lasted only an instant.

Because of the frozen Command Spell, the heavily pressed This World's Evil, instead of giving up, seemed utterly enraged.

Weigong Qiesi's black‑red markings on his face suddenly bulged, as if veins were about to burst; his whole body's outline began to swell and warp unstably, a larger malice spewed from within, even beginning to assault the domain Chang Ye Yue had laid.

"You... have angered me..."

A hiss mixed with endless resentment echoed through the street.

The ice layer gradually cracked.

The ice on his right arm emitted a crisp "Kacha" sound, about to shatter.

Mashu's massive shield reformed, ready to meet Shi Potian's startling counterattack.

Tengwan Lixiang's palm sweated as she quickly contemplated a technique to suppress such evil thoughts.

However, the anticipated Destruction explosion never came.

The swollen, twisted figure suddenly froze in motion.

Like a film paused, Weigong Qiesi's snarling expression froze, the surging black‑red mana solidified midair, even the hiss's tail stretched oddly and faded.

Immediately after, an even more shocking scene unfolded.

"He... hehehe..."

The frozen Weigong Qiesi let out a satisfied, delighted goofy laugh from his throat.

His fierce scowl quickly faded, replaced by a dazed smile as if he had seen something exceedingly beautiful.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily lifted, even a glistening... drool trickling down his chin.

"Won... all won... look... these lights... these laughable struggles... ultimately become nourishment for Despair... how beautiful..."

He muttered to himself, his voice vague, eyes unfocused, wholly immersed in a self‑indulgent illusion, ignoring the nearby YinZhi spear tip and Mashu's shield.

"This...?"

Mashu froze, the hand holding the shield slightly relaxed, her violet eyes full of doubt.

YinZhi also furrowed his handsome brows; the Silver Spear was not withdrawn, but its attack stance eased slightly: "Such a sudden shift... not a disguise, more like... drowning in an illusion?"

Tengwan Lixiang looked at Chang Ye Yue.

The Black Umbrella girl still stood in place, deep within her crimson eyes, more intricate ghostly light swirled, as if reflecting a scene from another space.

The several deep‑red jellyfish phantoms around her ceased emitting cold mist, instead pulsed gently at a specific frequency, their tendrils swaying silently, as if weaving something.

"It's an Illusion Realm."

Chang Ye Yue spoke, voice calm, revealing the answer, "From the moment his emotions peaked and he tried with all his might to break free of my first layer of cold mist and mental suppression, when the deep consciousness gateway opened, it truly took effect, drawing his active malice into the illusion dream I meticulously constructed for him."

She tilted her head slightly, crimson eyes gazing at the frozen, goofy‑laughing, drooling Weigong Qiesi, her tone laced with a cool scorn: "In his dream, he just unleashed an unmatched power, easily tearing the cold mist, breaking the Silver Spear, shattering the massive shield, defeating us one by one, reveling in a crushing victory and our Despairful expressions. The intense emotional feedback has him trapped, unable to extricate himself."

So the seemingly imminent crisis moments ago was actually Chang Ye Yue using the opponent's emotional breakthrough to instantly construct and project a vivid illusion deep into his consciousness!

On the real battlefield, This World's Evil just gathered strength, then plunged headfirst into a dream trap tailor‑made for it, frozen in place indulging in a daydream of being an "invincible winner".

"Wow... so impressive!"

Tengwan Lixiang praised sincerely, then worried, "But how long can this Illusion Realm last? And Weigong Qiesi's own consciousness..."

"The Illusion Realm relies on his own expanding malice and wish projection; as long as he basks in the thrill of victory, it can persist. But it cannot last forever; This World's Evil's essential stature is high, and it will eventually sense the discord."

Chang Ye Yue calmly analyzed, "As for Weigong Qiesi's own consciousness... currently suppressed by This World's Evil in the deepest layer, that is also protection. My Illusion Realm mainly targets the Evil's perception layer, affecting him personally relatively little, but prolonged possession and corrosion already harms him."

The ghostly light in her crimson eyes flickered slightly, as if observing deeper things through the Illusion Realm: "The current problem is how to safely suppress This World's Evil back onto Weigong Qiesi before he exits the Illusion Realm or it is forced to end. A strong attack might harm the host; conventional purification cannot eradicate a malice construct of this caliber..."

YinZhi lowered his spear and stood, pondering, "Perhaps we should start with the connection. This World's Evil can possess so deeply, likely due to a gap somewhere in Weigong Qiesi's heart. If we can temporarily mend it, we might weaken its grip and create a chance for separation."

Mashu suggested, "Miss Ailisi Feier might know something? About Weigong Qiesi..."

Tengwan Lixiang nodded, "Possibly. But Miss Ailisi Feier is currently on the Main Battlefield, unreachable. We'll have to figure it out ourselves."

She looked at Chang Ye Yue, "Miss Chang Ye Yue, can you probe that through the Illusion Realm? Or create a chance for Weigong Qiesi's consciousness to briefly gain the upper hand?"

Chang Ye Yue paused, the pulse frequency of the crimson jellyfish adjusted slightly: "We can try... but the risk is high. It requires extremely delicate operation and your external coordination."

"Understood," Tengwan Lixiang solemnly said, signaling Mashu and YinZhi to prepare.

Chang Ye Yue closed her eyes, her surrounding aura growing ever more profound.

The jellyfish phantoms drifted slowly toward the frozen Weigong Qiesi, their tendrils gently resting on his forehead.

Below the surface of the Illusion Realm, she began weaving finer threads, carefully avoiding the Evil's indulgent "victory dreamland," spreading silently toward the depths where Weigong Qiesi's consciousness was imprisoned.